and if we took just a moment to tune into the sound of our breath
we’d be able to hear our divinity
pulsing up our feet through the concrete streets of our cities
and we would remember
that we be stars brilliant suns that shine at high noon
earth shattering revelations eclipsed on the edge of new moons
but we give up too soon
leave our dreams dead and deferred on the side of a road
and forget that while our bodies may have been property
our souls could never be sold
that’s why we’re the greatest story ever told
| — | Remember by Mayda del Valle |
